Nightmares are things
That hunt my dreams
Who will hear me scream
When the screen unravels at the seam
When they come hot on my heel
Who will soothe my squeal
And mend my mind
When fear has it in a bind
To whom do I whine
After a shitty night and a crappier day
My nightmares are days without you

Image: Anastasia Glebova